The Alpha's World Claimed Me
Novel shouted.
“Why do you let that witch control you?”
The scene shifted again. Ten-year-old Novel was handing little Alessia a pill.
“Alessia, take this. It will help you forget the bad things.” I watched my younger self swallow it.
Then, back to when we were five. I walked into the living room with sleepy eyes. My parents were lying dead on the floor. Novel was standing over them, covered in blood.
“Alessia... Mistress Elora killed Mom and Dad,” Novel said, her voice trembling. She helped me up and took me to our room. “Take this pill, Alessia. You never saw what happened.”